Please find below a curated list of 32 of The Best Wives And Mothers Quotes by notable women and men. Please consider sharing with others any of the Wives And Mothers Quotes that resonate.
Not rarely, and this is especially true of wives and mothers, the motive behind assuming a disproportionate share of work and responsibility is completely unselfish. We want to protect, to spare those of whom we are fond. We forget that, regardless of the motive, the results of such action are almost always destructive and unproductive.
An ethic of maternalism was central to the utopianism of 19th century feminists. I don’t think that today’s women see motherhood as a source of personal power, let alone political power. I don’t think that women now have that same sense that their lives as mothers gives them any special power or virtue. I think women see their lives as mothers as an adjunct to their working lives – a fulfilling and important adjunct, to be sure – but something they do in addition to working in the public realm, not because being a wife and mother gives them a distinct edge in improving the world as we know it.
And, oh God, in my misspent youth as a housewife, I, too, used to bake bread, in those hectic and desolating days just prior to the woman’s movement, when middle-class women were supposed to be wonderful wives and mothers, gracious hostesses…. I used to feel so womanly when I was baking my filthy bread.
my belonging to relief society has renewed, strengthened, and committed me to be a better wife and mother and daughter of God. my heart has been enlarged with gospel understanding and with love of the Savior and what He’s done for me. so to you, dear sisters, i say: come to relief society! it will fill your homes with love and charity; it will nurture and strengthen you and your families. your home needs your righteous heart.
The real joke that history played on American women is not the one that makes people snigger, with cheap Freudian sophistication, at the dead feminists. It is the joke that Freudian thought played on living women, twisting the memory of the feminists into the man-eating phantom of the feminine mystique, shriveling the very wish to be more than just a wife and mother.